I didn't edit these snippets that much, or even carefully for that matter. I blame the government for all the typos that can be found here. It is everybody's fault but mine.
Reporter Janna scene.
The ghostly voice of the frigid blizzard suddenly engulfs the little shiny rectangle of your brand new hex-TV. Hail and snow are the only things that appear in the white and blue background of the Freljordian tundra. Wind and snowflakes spin in the air, whipping the lens of the news crew's camera, before a frantic Janna abruptly enters the scene.
"Hello, Piltover! This is Janna Windforce, from channel Eleven! Live from the Howling Abyss of the frozen Freljord where hundreds of republican Poros are protesting against the Poro King's newest veto on imported Poro snacks and Zaunite chainsaw confiscations."
The screen briefly flicks to a prerecorded video of a fat Poro in an expensive black suit, that's wiggling its bushy moustache over an abundance of recording devices and sophisticated microphones. Cameras flash around the cuddly speaker as the Poro whimpers and pants in front of the gathered reporters.
"We won't be tolerating this unfair prejudice by our King against the hardworking people of Valoran and our Zaunite allies that have been catering to our important needs until now.' Firmly states the Minister of Fine Eating, Porobert Fluff. "The Poro King's Tyranny is rapidly approaching its end. The times are changing and Porokind and Freljord in general have to adapt to these changes or risk being left behind, and be forgotten."
"The members of the Chainsaw-wielding Union will be meeting with the Poro King later this evening to hopefully resolve the issue." Janna finishes with a beaming smile.
"Thank you, Janna." Ahri smiles politely from behind her desk as she absentmindedly tidies her papers. "Now, back to the familiar streets of Piltover and Jinx's latest antics. The residents of Wrench Street were in for a rude awaking this fine morning when they found out the bills inside their mailboxes had been covered in fresh strawberry jam, and the names on their doorbells rudely erased-"
A smut Katarina x Riven plot idea.
Riven is a young new substitute teacher or gym teacher at an all-girls school. She catches snobbish Katarina smoking and sends her to the principal's office for reprimanding. Later that day Katarina finds out while gossiping with her friends that Riven had stared at an amateur adult video with her then girlfriend when she was younger, or Kat sees a picture of Riven and another girl kissing on Instagromp. So Kat decides to blackmail Riven into kissing her, give her full marks and generally get her out of trouble so she doesn't tell the principal that she is a lesbian and get her fired. A drama story revolving around power play, blackmail and frequent plot twists as the two characters slowly start falling for each other while interacting during their daily lives.
Xayah x Quinn Friendship/Romance scene. We were discussing Xayah (Or was it Quinn? I can't really remember) ships with a fellow writer then and they mentioned Quinn. I wrote this scene as a response to the suggestion.
It all starts when Quinn is relaxing with Valor in the Institute's garden. She is feeding the Demacian eagle bird snacks, but suddenly she turns around and she finds Xayah really close to her watching the hand Quinn has in the bag with the bird snacks very, very intently…
Quinn slowly pulls her hand out of the paper bag and she is amazed when Xayah's gaze follows her movement, the raven Vastayan even tilts her head to the side as she takes a mesmerized step towards Quinn, prompting a startled squawk from the proud Demacian eagle.
"Val, what's wrong?" The Demacian scout turns towards her right shoulder in order to face her beloved partner in crime, happy to find an excuse to avoid Xayah's unblinking, unnerving stare. Quinn then freezes when a strange wet sensation suddenly engulfs the hand that she is currently using to hold the last of Valor's bird snacks. Quinn slowly turns around to investigate the cause of that weird sensation only to discover Xayah silently eating the bird snacks from the scout's ungloved palm.
Valor ruffles his feathers and glares at the red-haired Vastayan while unleashing a challenging screech. Quinn just blinks, the brave Demacian ranger being rendered speechless.
Lux tries to be a gangsta.
Lux watches a lot of Piltovian crime flicks and decides to be a gangsta. She wears appropriate clothes and travels to Piltover/Bigewater where she meets Vayne, an actual gangster in a bar and tries to intimidate Shauna.
"I said, put out that cigarette!" Luxanna yells as she slams a hand on the counter of the bar, only to yelp in surprise and jump back when the hit makes her lemonade spill around her glass, narrowly avoiding staining her sleeve in the process.
"Hey, I said I wanted a whiskey, not a lemonade or tap water! I demand you serve me like all the other goons in your shady watering hole!" The somewhat peeved blonde aristocrat pouts while shooting an irritated glare at the redheaded bartender. Lux waits for a few seconds to let her message sink in, and only then adds the 'Please' part, to show Sarah Fortune that she really means business.
When not even that seems effective and the bartender blatantly ignores her, the blonde light mage clears her throat loudly whilst pulling an orange water gun out of her new coat.
"This can go two ways, Fortune." The newbie Mafioso threatens whilst placing the water gun next to her half-empty drinking glass. "You've got a really nice bar counter over there, Sarah. I would hate it if someone here were to mess it up by accident and forced you to dry it with a bunch of paper towels, if you get what I am saying."
Sarah merely raises an eyebrow at the noble brat that is trying to intimidate her by wetting her already wet counter. Absentmindedly and unbeknown to Lux, the bubbly light mage is simultaneously using a small paper towel to wipe at the mess of her spilt lemonade.
"It would make you look like an idiot, too," Lux threateningly continues. "Don't make me do it, you Bilgewater person"
A deafening silence hangs in the air after the hardened criminals of Fortune's seedy bar hear Luxanna's dark promise and choice of vengeance. And then somebody coughs. As if on cue everybody in the bar save for Lux's new friend, Shauna, starts laughing.
"Just give the kid, her whiskey! She's earned it, Fortune!" A jolting red-faced crook manages to gasp out while laughing across the floor and Sarah merely rolls her eyes at him and puts a shot glass in front of Lux with the faintest smile climbing over her face.
"Cheers." The wanted bounty hunter says and Luxanna beams as she hastily takes a big gulp of her drink only for her smile to instantly dissolve into a fit of loud coughing.
"Bah! What's in this stuff! Is this a prank of some sort? There's no way that people actually enjoy drinking this horrible concoction!" Luxanna exclaims while wiping her lips with the back of her hand. The noble daughter's watery sky blue orbs pinning those of an extremely smug bartender with clear accusation.
Shauna simply takes a sip from her own half-empty glass in a futile attempt to hide her soft mirthful smile.
Time paradox. Vayne's child story. One of the future/ time ships. A mindfuck. Draft.
LeBlanc is actually Vayne's and Quinn's daughter. Emilia traveled back in time to make sure that her parents would hook up, so she started killing off the competition to Shauna's heart, but that caused Vayne to start hating her without knowing Emilia's real identity. Vayne and Quinn team up to kill the evil witch and so they slay evil LeBlanc while the child version of the Deceiver was present. That changes the timeline again because child LeBlanc now knows that her mothers will hunt her down so she stops killing off Vayne's possible harem candidates. But by doing so, the timeline changes again because Child Emilia's parents don't hook up and child Emilia disappears from the past, leaving future LeBlanc back in Valoran without the knowledge that what she is doing will backfire. So the story comes full circle and the time paradox continues as LeBlanc starts killing Vayne's other possible brides.
Yep, the joke behind this story is that I ship Vayne with so many women in my oneshot collection that future children of Vayne might start popping up one of these days to make Vayne marry their second mommy.